The reason why the High Elves claim to be the best in the world has a lot to do with the fact that they dominate the Sunwell, the largest source of energy on the planet.

The Sunwell is the purified energy of the planet Azeroth, which maximizes the elemental sensitivity of the person in contact with it, and thus increases the level of magic.

Even if you can't practice as a master, it's easy to practice a professional like [Spellbreaker] that has anything to do with magic.

The power of the sunwell is too strong, and the chain of contempt of the high elves has also been formed, and the mage who can absorb the power of the sunwell for his own use is the highest level, followed by other spellcasters, then the [spellbreakers] who are involved, and then the rangers who can't magic, and finally the existence of other races.

At the same time, borrowing the Ezerit branch that flows from the Sunwell, the elves have arranged a powerful rune circle in the Eternal Song Forest, which can prevent all non-high elves from entering.

It was this endless source of power that could sustain such a wide area of magical shields.

But the long-eared people couldn't have imagined that these cross-over sand sculpture players could actually refine Azerit on their own.

The players were busy for a while, and [Old Destroyer] was a little frustrated: "Hey, we can't make a perfect copy of [Heart of Azeroth]!" ”

"Nonsense!" There were two black lines on the forehead of [Sky Scorching Dawn]: "That's an artifact, we can master the basic formula of purification, and it is great to filter out seven or eighty percent of impurities." ”

"But, this thing hurts!" As soon as he finished speaking, he was met with contempt from a group of sand sculpture players.

[Situ Soul]: "Phew! It's all cloned, and I'm afraid of a yarn! If it's not enough, let Mai Tuhao have more batches of resurrections. ”

"yes!"

This is like today's young people, knowing that staying up late is not good, still shouting 'staying up late hurts the body, it is recommended to stay up all night', on what basis?

Isn't it that the upper limit of the blood bar is high, and there is the cost of death!

This group of sand sculpture players is not the arrival of the deity, and they have been locked in the upper limit of strength.

They looked at each other, and they laughed in unison.

"Smoke it!"

A huge circle of conformity formed by the cooperation of a hundred mages was quickly arranged, and with the help of the system, these sluts unscrupulously pumped the well water from the solar well from the branches.

This kind of operation is like two countries exploiting the same oil field together, one is too hard, and the other immediately finds out that it is wrong.

Archmage Beloval was the first to sense: "Not good! The water level in the sunwell has dropped! That damn orc warlock had run to the tributaries of the Sunwell, and was wielding the power of the Sunwell! ”

"Hum—"

All the elven mages of Silver Moon City felt their hearts skip a beat.

Ripples rippled across the remnant mage towers of Silvermoon City, spreading in all directions.

At this moment, all the mages in the entire Silvermoon City region felt the strength of the magic coming from the mage tower plummeting by more than half at the same time.

On the city wall, hundreds of mages chanted magic spells as always, but the high-ranking mages in gorgeous magic robes opened their eyes in horror and found that their extra mana recovery was almost zero from this moment on.

Who would be a serious mage to prepare a mana return equipment that draws elements from the atmosphere?

In these years, even a magic apprentice in Silvermoon City who can only use environmentally friendly clothing (referring to excellent-level green clothing) will be taught by his mentor to pile up magical-strength equipment to death, relying on the magic power of the Silvermoon City Mage Tower to attract the magic of the sunwell and give them infinite mana.

Now that the sand sculpture players are engaged, the mage of Silver Moon City will suddenly stop cooking!

Without mana recovery, with its own mana reserves alone, a qualified mage would not be able to smash 10 [Blizzards] in a row in one go!

It's usually great to be able to use five or six in a row.

The mages had to save their magic power to save their lives, which in turn caused Silvermoon City to play a [Danger] word again!

The worst thing is that the city wall, which has not been overhauled for several days, is actually trampled by the big iron bump of the orc trebuchet, revealing a large gap full forty meters wide. Just a slope less than three meters above the ground can reach the breach.

The chiefs rejoice!

With the small size of the elven infantry, you also want to withstand the impact of the ogre troops?

“Lok’Tar！” The battle cries of the orcs resounded through the sky.

Archmage Belloval almost had a heart attack.

"Archmagister! Decide! I don't know how many elves shouted the same words at Beloval.

Belowar gritted his teeth, ignoring the dark wounds left by the dog, and made a big move.

"Whew-"

The cold storm rose, and the tremor of the earth elemental that swept away from him had turned into a roaring roar at this moment, not only the gravel and gravel at the gap, but also the metal and other debris scattered around him, all of which resonated, as if responding to the call of the Grand Magus.

"Rumble!"

A huge stone wall twenty meters high and forty meters wide rose from the ground, firmly blocking the gap that had just appeared.

This is no ordinary mud wall, and its hardness is comparable to that of rammed earth.

At the same time, a stream of flames poured down from mid-air, burning all the orcs who dared to approach this section of the wall, giving the elven infantry time to take position.

After doing all this, the archmagister vomited blood on the spot and passed out.

The Sun King, who was shocked, had to order the ranger troops to block it with all their might.

The emissary of the council hurriedly found Aurelia: "Your Majesty said that as long as you hold on to this battle, you and your family will never be prevented from leaving. Please fight hard for Silvermoon City. ”

"Humph!" Sylvanas took a sip and continued to shoot without looking back.

Aurelia had a complicated look in her eyes and sighed: "The danger of Silvermoon City has not been solved for a day, and we will be the most loyal guards of Silvermoon City for a day. ”

"Thank you very much!" The messenger bowed deeply. At this moment, in the eyes of him and the other masters, there was no longer the arrogance they had before.

Of course, the new version of the '12 gold medals' was sent to Mai as soon as possible.

"Lord Stratholme! Fast! Please speed up the march to save Silvermoon City! That evil orc warlock had extracted the power of the Sunwell, and now the combat power of most mages in Silvermoon City was halved. Silvermoon City is in danger! His Majesty the Sun King has said that as long as Your Excellency speeds up the march, it is easy to say anything. The messenger fell to his knees without restraint and spoke to McDonald.

McDonald: "......"

Nima, a sand sculpture player, makes trouble and drains the sun well. Once this thing is put on the goof, will it also be counted on my head?

, before supporting the orc weapons, I have already pit a long ear. And now again? Shouldn't you grow ears and be wiped out at this point in time?

McDonald was actually blaming himself, but the messenger misunderstood, and reported a bunch of names in one breath as if reporting the name of the dish: "As long as Your Excellency agrees!" Your Majesty said that the Marquises of XXXX and the Countess of XXXX can be transferred to your Excellency......"

Wen Lesa and Liadline next to her suddenly turned bad, these are all famous and ruthless characters among the elves!